The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

“At the moment, I’m just thinking about it. I will not visit that Cave Sky yet.”

It was a phoenix Cave Sky that had fallen into the Nether, and had even bred the depraved Immortal Beast, the Undead Nether Phoenix.

Just thinking about it alarmed Feng Qing’an’s spiritual sense, giving rise to a sense of alarm in his heart. Despite having Donghuang, it was still not reassuring. He had personally experienced the suppression of the Cave Sky on outsiders.

The Heavenly Dragon Monk, who could contest face-to-face with Du Capital, was lured into the Nine Lifes Cave World and has never gained an advantage since. He was only on equal footing at the beginning and was then suppressed.

The reason is simple. Everything in the Cave Sky is controlled by the spirit of the Cave Sky, including the Spiritual Qi that floats in the air and is everywhere. In the Cave Sky that has a will to dominate, outsiders don’t receive any vital energy replenishment. The more they fight, the weaker they become.

If the Luohuang Cave Sky was under the control of a being similar to the small phoenix Youyou, even if its strength matched Youyou’s, the boost of the Cave Sky would still pose a risk of demise to Donghuang.

Everything must be evaluated in the worst-case scenario. In this way, you can calmly cope with all the possible changes. Even if you can’t succeed, you can retreat safely and preserve your life. Only this way is the path of longevity.

“Good, if you must go, remember to take my sister with you. She’s very strong.”

Upon hearing Feng Qing’an’s words, Nan Ge’s worried look faded considerably. However, she was still uneasy and earnestly reminded him.

On such matters, Nan Ge would not pick a quarrel out of mere jealousy. She was very aware of her strengths, which though they were not bad, weren’t much help to Feng Qing’an at present.

If Feng Qing’an had to venture into dangerous territory, naturally he should bring her sister with him. This was only sensible. As for persuading Feng Qing’an not to go, she wasn’t that foolish.

Back then, she had pleaded with her sister many times before, but each time was gently but firmly rejected by her sister. To enjoy peace, someone must bear the danger.

Peace and serenity without backup power were nothing but illusions. Nan Ge understood this, so after she could cultivate and didn’t need to suppress her realm anymore, she didn’t interrupt her cultivation for even a day, always striving to catch up with her sister’s pace.

“Understood, I won’t act alone.”

Feng Qing’an wouldn’t have any psychological obstacles to asking Donghuang for help. Ensuring his life was safe, no matter the cost, wasn’t shameful. Face and such, compared to this, were of negligible importance.

Ding ding——

The sound of the phoenix’s cry rang out, and the dark flames paved the way in the void. As the darkness vanished, the dim sky appeared before their eyes, and the endless wandering souls drifted about in the sky.

You Huang Ghost Country!

Not far away stood a towering city cast from dark stone. There were countless fierce ghost creatures in the city. As for the so-called ghost people in the city, they could always become soldiers by condensing Yin Qi, transforming into ferocious ghost soldiers.

There was no distinction between soldiers and civilians in the Ghost Nation since there were no ghost creatures without fighting abilities. The Ghost Army under Donghuang’s command were selected from the numerous ghost creatures. They were the most ferocious, with firm wills, and would not easily go berserk from fighting.

However, even the most ferocious and mischievous evil ghosts would bow their heads humbly in front of the ferocious beings that have far more strength than them.

“Is this my sister’s ghost nation?”

The Yin Spirit girl standing with Feng Qing’an on the back of the Nether Phoenix looked at the ghost cities appearing in front of her, her eyes revealing a hint of yearning.

This was her first time seeing her sister’s Ghost Nation. Before this, she could only glean information about the Ghost Nation from bits and pieces because Donghuang didn’t plan to involve her sister in her wars.

“This is just a trivial corner. The ghost cities your sister rules probably exceed one hundred by now.”

Feng Qing’an wasn’t sure how much territory Donghuang currently ruled. The estimation of one hundred ghost cities was rather conservative. She had more than ten ghost kings under her command, commanding ghost armies, and conducting external expeditions.

If it were a secular state, daring to exhaust its forces like this, within three years, even a prosperous dynasty would be dragged down. But in Nether, it’s not a problem at all.

Ghost creatures don’t need food, weapons, or morale. As for losses, there’s no need to worry either. After conquering their targets, local conscripts can be enlisted right away.

“So many?”

The girl opens her cherry-like mouth in surprise. She never imagined that her sister had achieved so much in the underworld.

The thought of pursuing her sister rose in her heart, only to dampen into a trace of despair. How could she possibly catch up? Would she always just follow her sister, forever staring at her back?

“After your sister crossed the Heavenly Tribulation, she obtained such a vast territory. You don’t need to be envious. When the day comes that you’re as strong as your sister, and if you’re willing, you can have a ghost nation just like hers.”

Feng Qing’an, sensing the girl’s emotions, offered comforting words. To him, Nangong’s feelings were nearly a half-open book. Although he couldn’t fully probe her thoughts, he could guess them.

“Can I be as strong as my sister?”

Initially, Nangong, residing in desolate lands, still had the thought of catching up with her sister. But after witnessing the ghost nation her sister had built, that thought had faded. What replaced it was a sense of helplessness.

“Of course you can. Don’t forget, you’re real sisters. What your sister can do, you naturally can do too. You are not far behind your sister.”

Feng Qing’an earnestly assured Nangong. Even though there was a slight gap in their potentials, he could certainly bridge it. It wasn’t a big deal.

“Can I also build a ghost nation like this?”

Nangong pointed to several ghost cities they had flown past below and asked Feng Qing’an somewhat doubtfully.

“Of course you can.”

Feng Qing’an stretched out his hand, smilingly ruffling Nangong’s hair. He instantly diverted the girl’s attention. During their playful banter, Feng Qing’an remembered the ghost army You Huang had promised him.

“Youyou, let’s not rush back to King City. First, take me somewhere; I want to see my Yin Army.”

“Okay!”

A crisp and naive voice rang by Feng Qing’an’s ear. After receiving the coordinates Feng Qing’an sent, the Undead Nether Phoenix, with wings spread over a hundred feet, lightly turned its wings and changed direction. Along the way, black flames fluttered, evaporating countless wandering souls.

Clang clang~

A dilapidated, ruined site entered their view. Feng Qing’an looked at it with disbelief. Was this the place You Huang pointed out for him? Where was the ghost army here?

“Eh?”

Feng Qing’an’s keen sensitivity quickly detected something amiss. Inside these ruins lay a vivid life force belonging to the human world. What didn’t match was the towering Yin wind, brimming with killing intent.

Boom—

It was as if a pillar supporting the heavens surged from the ground, opaque with Yin Qi. Within the pillar, a ghost general clad in pitch-black Yin armor holding a ghost-head greatsword appeared. The oppressive presence clashed with the descending Nether Phoenix, as the teenager on the Phoenix’s back also wore a face of astonishment.

“Mr. Xu?!”

“Second Young Master Feng?!”

Upon their initial gaze, both the boy and the ghost general recognized each other. They were not unfamiliar with each other’s faces but were surprised by the changes they saw on each other.

“How could you… Eh?!”

Seeing Mr. Xu, who was engulfed with Yin Qi and had lost any grandeur he might have had as a spiritual judge, Feng Qing’an wasn’t really surprised. After breaking free from the confinement of being a spiritual path, it was natural to become a spectral soul. As long as one didn’t die, they would inevitably become a monstrous ghost creature far stronger than the previous military judge.

However, the changes in this Military Judge were truly beyond Feng Qing’an’s expectations, catching him off guard.